my love was a bridge in your eyes
you never opened your eyes

the fish going in the water
our roads are very different

you think we are in same world

a little dream was our life
but reals were very different
pain colours had only in the world
table is this

where are you going from your life
a whistle was from your behind
a little dream was our life
come on you

wrong dreams were your life
day was very hard than night
all person learned reals suddenly
goodmorning

broken sounds was in my valley
birds were only witness
prisoner know nights
why is it dark

mornings are always not light
hot day stays sometimes us
life was problem for us
start is very difficult for every runner

other worlds were your dreams
but I could not go